Chapter 87
- If I hadn't been courageous enough to return to Flintstone City, I would have never found out that I have a daughter.
- How could I have not known I had given birth to a twin and that the other child was stolen? As I asked myself this, I resisted the urge to burst into hysterics, wondering what would have happened to Cleo in Celestine's hands if I hadn't discovered she was my child.
- “Calm down, Elizabeth,” he whispered.